Dec 16, 2009

In the past, I used to cry every birthday for one reason or another like some cursed sad sack. This year I had a party and I didn't cry. In fact, I was surrounded by friends and wine and laughter. I successfully cooked my first tortilla de patata and it made me feel confident in my ability to do new things. I don't know where life is taking me but I know I can both relax into the flow and navigate, exploring the many tributaries that branch off the main river of life. Age gives you this: a knowledge and confidence in your beautiful self that during the frenzied blindness of your youth, you failed to see. So cheers to getting older and hopefully wiser.

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Happy belated Birthday! Sounds like lots of fun! I really need to learn how to cook some Spanish food.

I often cry on my birthdays, but it's because I always want it to be a special day and so put too much emphasis on it. When people let you down on your birthday it stings so much more than any other day. In addition, I'm not thrilled that my 20's are flying by.

I totally agree about people letting you down on your birthday stinging more than usual but people do that and they usually don't mean to. I suppose the trick is to lower your expectations and simply enjoy the moment for what and how it is. Also, it's not just your 20s that are flying by, it's life, it's all flying by so fast... I try to stand still and take in the small moments... smell the proverbial roses and breathe in deeply.

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